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Of the man smoking a cigaret before it Kendric said curtly: "You are to let me through. And direct me to Bruce West's ranch." "Si, señor." The man opened the gate. "It is yonder; up the valley. The trail will carry you up over the mountain; there are piled stones to mark the way to the pass. In an hour, from the other side of the ridge, you will see houses. Ten miles from there."
Then she turned and surveyed the hall and the library beyond. A new portrait of Natalie was there, hanging on the wall under a shaded light, and she wandered in, still with her cigaret, and surveyed it. Natalie had everything. The portrait showed it. It was beautiful, smug, complacent. Mrs. Valentine's eyes narrowed slightly. She stood there, thinking about Natalie.
Through the closed door they could hear Natalie's sleepy and rather fretful orders to her maid. Graham rose when he entered, and threw away his cigaret. "I guess it has come, father." "It looks like it." A great wave of tenderness for the boy flooded over him.
The air was pungent with tobacco smoke permeated with a faint scent of late afternoon highballs. "Tommy!" Marion called, when she had settled herself. "Yes," from a distance. "Did you leave your cigaret on the piano?" "No, Toots dear. But I can, easily." "Mother," Marion explained, "is getting awfully touchy about the piano. Well, do you remember half the pretty things you told me last night?"
They seemed particularly unkempt and dirty. At last, at the crest of the hill, he came upon a strange picture. A young native woman tastily dressed was standing before her house, puffing a turkish cigaret. She was a half-breed of the Spanish type, and Johnny could imagine that some Spanish buccaneer, pausing at this desolate island to hide his gold, had become her father.
In the catalog of masculine pleasures there is scarce one which imparts a feeling of greater comfort and refreshment than follows a clean shave, and now, with weariness temporarily banished, Albert Werper sprawled in his rickety chair to enjoy a final cigaret before retiring.
Not long ago a public body in England had to deal with the case of a schoolmaster who, conceiving himself insulted by the smoking of a cigaret against his orders by a pupil eighteen years old, proposed to flog him publicly as a satisfaction to what he called his honor and authority.
Haverford was still knitting placidly, where the Chris Valentines were quarreling under pretense of raillery, where Toots Hayden was smoking a cigaret in a corner and smiling up at Graham, and where Natalie, exquisite and precise, was supervising the laying out of a bridge table.
Only the most awful old fossils think that Socialism is bad economics and that Darwin invented Evolution. Ask Papa. Ask Uncle. FRANKLYN. Savvy has not lived long enough to have any manners, Mr Lubin; but that is where you stand with the younger generation. Dont smoke, dear. Savvy, with a shrug of rather mutinous resignation, throws the cigaret into the fire.
"I say, will you have a cigaret?" half shouted Freddie, exasperated. "Oh! No, thanks. The train makes such a beastly racket, don't you know." "They told me at the Bristol you were deaf, but Oh, I say, old man, I'm sorry. Which ear is it?" "The one next to you," replied Brock, recovering from his confusion. "I hear perfectly well with the other one."
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